Cream Cheese, Texas & Farts.

I recently took a quick peek at some of the stats for my blog, and found an interesting list of the Google search terms people used that have led them here. They are as follows, and in order of how many times they were used (yes, some of them were used more than once):

klingon freak show
freak nipples
buttcakes
"and he kicked him"
freak pain show
freakshow doll
i kicked him in the ding ding
iv caffeine
joan nixt
klingon degree grads
methods to notify next of kin
sleeper has awakened

This may sound strange, but it makes me proud to see such a weird collection of phrases with which I can claim some sort of relationship. I mean, to have a majority of obvious words like "klingon" and "freak" coupled with things like "nipples", "buttcakes", and "methods to notify next of kin" makes me feel a little warm and fuzzy inside. By warm and fuzzy, I mean horrified, but in a good way.

Possibly the most disturbing of that entire list, at least in my opinion, is "klingon degree grads." I just picture some Trekkie geek sitting there and having this grand idea of having a postgraduate degree in Klingon studies. The more I think of it, the more it seems possible, and I shit myself just a little. I mean, a couple years ago someone actually convinced a panel of, uhm, educated people to let them work for a degree in air guitar. I guess anything's possible.

I actually feel a little bad for my friend, Joan, because she's an awesome musician, and it doesn't seem right somehow for her name to be in that list. Oh well, if I know her, she'd probably get a good guffaw out of it.

Just in case, I'll link to her MySpace page again. Click it and listen to her music. Then watch Mr. T talk about 80s fashions.



I hate to say it, but I think Mr. T looks like he's dressed far better than any of those chumps or chumpettes in that video. And he's surprisingly calmer than anyone else too. They must have fed him some sort of tranquilizer before filming. That would explain why he'd even agree to hosting a fashion show in the first place.

Insanity comes in many flavors.

I mean, seriously, how is anyone in this video not cracking up? I'd never be able to make it through an entire take.



Sorry for this blog turning into a simple video-sharing site. I'll fix that eventually.

Wesley Crusher = Mushy Shorts

My friend, TR, sent this to our email list today. He accused me of having seen it already. I'm considering taking offense, but first I shall assault you with it.



Now I'm going to run away before I start watching more episodes.

Leave it behind.

Time slips away from me so easily anymore. Since finals ended, I had such good intentions of updating this blog with all the spare time I was going to have. Was going to have.

Short update:

- The semester went great and I'm looking forward to this fall. I've got story ideas in my head and have finally started writing one now. So far, the direction it's taking is all good. I also sent off two stories for publication. Who knows if they'll be accepted, but it felt good just to send them.

- The band situation is keeping me pretty busy, but as of now it's my main focus for the summer. Things are going better than I ever could have imagined. Seriously. Recordings are in progress and hopefully full songs will be available for public consumption very soon.

- Gas prices suck my ass. Ok, so that's not news, but it's looking like I won't be going anywhere major this summer unless I want to reduce my diet to rice, canned tuna, trail mix and various fruits and veggies. Actually, that doesn't sound all that bad. Hmmm, maybe I'll have to rethink this. Either way, it won't be anytime soon.

- Service Pack 3 for XP is out. Uhm, yeah.

- It's nearly the end of May, and that means some partying is going down at the end of this week.

- The end of days is upon us. The New Kids on the Block have reunited. We must now choose sides for the coming apocalypse. I'm glad I have my chain mail armor and swords.

- I've been terrible about getting in touch with people lately. Well, for as long as I can remember. I haven't forgotten about any of you, and I'll do my best to try and touch base individually.


Here's a video from Tool. Sorry about the sound quality, but you can listen to it from my playlist on the right.


Also, here's a picture that I made in photoshop that was inspired by that song.


I'm going to pack up my laptop and go get some coffee now. The writing calls.

Fish smell.

So is that a description, or a statement listing an unknown ability? Hmmm.

Apparently I have been summoned to entertain and distract. Here then, is a demonic picture of my roommate's schnoodle (schnauzer + poodle = schnoodle) taken with my recently acquired phone. Heh, the link says that they're easy to train. Further proof that there are exceptions to every rule. This one's name is Oscar, and if you're not Jeremy (his favorite owner) or have food (which also includes making him think you have food), then the chances of getting him to do something are relatively slim. He is a blast though.


Here is a potential dose of cute overload.



And here's an old classic that I just now thought to post. Is it stupid or genius? Is there a way it can be both? Circly square, squarely circle.



Ok, I'm going to curl up and watch this romance film I just rented. It's called Cloverfield and has me quite worried that I will come away disappointed. I just watched Iron Man last Friday, and that's going to be a hard act to follow. Enough with this; on with the viewing.